It’s good to be back on WIP IT UP! Last week we finally submitted “Barely Survived” and are currently trying to resuscitate an old book that for the past year has been dying to live again! Allow me to introduce Libby, James and David -
who’ve been friends since high school.
They all married outside of their small, comfortable friendship circle after
college and, unfortunately, each divorced within five years. After her divorce, Libby and James got back in touch (literally) and she recently decided to seek advice from their friend, David, about whether she should tell her new boyfriend of her desire for a DD lifestyle. Naturally, she thought the information would be shocking to both men, but found out the hard way that they were quite familiar with the world of kink. Funny how that stuff happens in fiction! We're working on this under the title of "Their Destiny". Did I mention that Tommy is her ex-husband, James is a firefighter and David is a minister? Hope that was enough background to enjoy the scene! :)
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At the end of the day, Libby headed home from work and
hoped he was waiting for her. She
quickly unlocked the door and walked straight into the kitchen with a handbag on her elbow and car
keys in hand. James wasn’t seated at the table which prompted her to walk nervously from room to room. His car was in the driveway, so she assumed he was somewhere in the house.
“James, where are you?”
The house was quiet.
“Why didn’t you return my calls today?” she
called out, climbing the stairs to the second floor.
And there he was, lying on the bed in her room. His 6’1” lean body was propped up against two
pillows on the headboard, and his long, jean-clad legs were stretched out.
“You went to visit David, again,” he
answered quietly.
“I wanted to know if Tommy unloaded information on him,
too.” She turned to put her handbag and
keys on the dresser and hoped he didn't see her quick eye-roll in the mirror.
“And what did your minister in shining armor tell you?” He sighed, while running fingers
through his short, dark brown hair.
Libby gazed at the ceiling. She knew her second visit to David was a bad
idea. "The same thing you did."
James briefly closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I also went to
see him. I thought it was time we had a conversation alone.”
“That’s nice. What did you talk about?” She smoothed the comforter nonchalantly with
her hand.
“We mostly talked about the DD
lifestyle. I must have stayed for two
hours.”
“Sweet Jesus, this can’t be happening,” she
mumbled to herself.
“Well, it’s a convenient time to start
praying to him.” His tone became lighter and almost playful.
“Come on, James, what did he tell you? Spill please." Her hands found their way to her hips.
“I know David is our friend and has been
for a long time. But it was different
before you and I were … involved.”
“Just because David is a man,
doesn’t mean I can’t be friends with him. We’ve been close since high school." She paused and crossed her arms. "Oh for God's sake - you’re jealous? You can't be serious!”
“This is one handsome, single minister
you’ve been visiting alone with.”
“You’re much more handsome than he is.” After some major eye movement, she eventually settled on his magnificent, muscular firefighter frame which was
half-dressed and lying on her bed.
“You roll your eyes at me one more time, and
you won’t be standing much longer.” He tilted his head to the side and raised a thick, dark eyebrow.
“You aren’t intending to sabotage my friendship
with him, are you?" Her round, hazel eyes bravely narrowed into slits.
“I know he’s someone you like to confide
in, but it bothers me that he has a crush on you,” he said quietly as he
crawled toward her, cat-like, on the bed.
“Really?” That news was extremely flattering, and she had a hard time hiding her smile.
“I can't believe you didn't know.”
She laughed. “James, you have nothing to be jealous
of. David and I are just good friends.”
“You are mine, darling. Only
mine.” He moved carefully, like a cheetah stalks
his prey. There was no need for more
conversation, but they had one anyway. “I’m suddenly in the mood for something sweet." His moist lips grazed up and down her
neck as he removed her top and bra with ease.
“Mmm.
I like the way you think.”
“David and I talked about a variety of punishments," he whispered while pulling off her pants and guiding her
onto the bed.
“Uh-huh.”
After tugging down her panties, he tossed
them to meet the rest of her clothing on the carpet and moved his head down
between her legs. She could feel his
warm breath on her pussy.
“Punishment,” she whispered, nodding her
head.
“Don’t move.” His kisses were light and came quickly as a
shiver raced through her body. “I mean it, Libby.” He parted her legs and began using his
fingers to circle her bud, which was becoming stiff and slick. She made the mistake of moaning.
“You will not come until I say you
can. I’m sure you’ve read enough books
to know what will happen if you do.”
Libby composed herself. He turned her over and guided her on all
fours. From behind, he crouched down and
teased her pussy lips as he slowly slid the tip of his tongue up and down her
slick entrance.
“This isn’t fair, James.”
“Life isn’t fair, and you will be spanked, so don’t test me,” he
replied in the authoritative tone she was hoping for. Then he added a few little nibbles and
pushed her legs further apart, pulling her toward him, so he could put
pressure on her clit which was as hard as a pebble.
“James, please.” Her breathing became short and ragged.
He responded only by sucking quickly and
more intently.
“James, stop. I am going to come.” She pounded her fist on
the bed to match each slowly spoken word.
But he didn’t stop. He went back to using his fingers and fucked
her furiously until she could no longer hold back the ocean and pushed herself
against him, her orgasm exploding, rocking and beating over and over. He waited patiently for her body to finally quiet down.
“You know what’s going to happen next, don’t you?”
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As always, thanks for coming by! There are a few scenes to this chapter – so, hopefully, I'll be back to continue in the correct order. In the meantime, keep on
hopping – there’s such good reading on this Wednesday hop that our friend,
Melody, provides for us!! Have a great
week! ~ shelly
